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Poetry: My painful past

Fresh Paint
A Glossing Least to Hide the Beast

Fresh paint and roses hide the woes-
Of angry words and sudden blows.
A shiny coating fairly glows,
Relationships reduced to foes.

He wipes the tub out with her towel,
Then hangs it up with sneering scowl,
Concealed attack,
Behind her back,
He harbors here a heart most foul.

In all arenas, work and sport,
He paints himself a good report.
Behind the shades,
The wonder fades,
As others' goals he aims to thwart.

A teen bears bruises on her neck.
A middle schooler hits the deck.
Call 9-1-1
No time to run.
The perfect picture is a wreck.

How many homes hide secrets thus,
Pretending for the rest of us?
We motor past,
Ideals miscast,
Concealing hurts - no fuss, no muss.

Fresh paint and roses hide the woes-
Of angry words and sudden blows.
A shiny coating fairly glows,
Relationships reduced to foes.

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